#$@%^&.

The most exciting thing that's happened lately is Amber and I putting air in my tires. The thing hissed and spit air at a rapid pace out of the tires, and into my face. Amber screamed, causing me to trip over the cord. Currently there is less air than there was to begin with. I usually make former friend Nick do this, but recently he's been disagreeable due to me having "been his friend for six years and still not having sex with him".
Yeah, alright. I'm cutting my list of friends down to one person now.
I hate being sick. I can't drink out of the milk carton because it's morally wrong.
On a more upbeat note, here's a picture of Justin Timberlake cheating on Britney Spears with me:



We have never been happier.